That Will Go Down: Part V

 |Greater Ottawa's Project NHII| VS |The Demon Lord's Domain|

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 |American & European Heroes| VS |The Demon Lord Rothschild's Might|

While the fighting in Europe was happening, Roland, Michael M., Mike Brisson, Francesco, Paige, and Chief Roalson had loaded into the Enola Gay and taken off hours ago. They were carrying Project NHII as their payload. Paige clutched the controls of the tail gunner position tightly. Everyone was on edge. Even with Jarrin and Jake flying escorts, this mission came with a heavy heart. 

"Let's stay alert, we have no idea as to what is going to happen. Let's try and stay positive." Roland's voice seemed to soothe everyone's nerves for the time being. As the trio of aircraft made their way into New World Order-controlled Africa, Jarrin and Jake watched their radars. Francesco and Michael M. readied the weapon for deployment. 

"Dr. Sue did say this will work right?" 

"You better believe it my mafia friend."

Michael put his hand on Francesco's shoulder and smiled. "To a bright... future." 

As the Enola Gay reached its target, the B-29's bomb bay doors opened like the gaping jaws of a dragon. Roland released a breath as he gave the command to release the device. Mike Brisson and Paige watched as Michael released it. The bomb fell graciously down toward the slumbering city. Roland and Chief Roalson pulled on the control yoke as hard as they possibly could. The ancient bomber banking away from the area, banking away from the bomb... was nuclear, a two-thousand kiloton yield, far more powerful than anything the world had ever seen. 

As Keith's "Alamo Impact" and the bomb hit their targets at the same time, the world shook in fear. 

Rothschild fired up his ability and grabbed Keith by the neck. The life energy of Lonestar's soul was being drained into the Demon Lord's body... "LIFE FORCE EXTRACTION!" 

The hero's punches seemed to no longer phase him. Rothschild squeezed his hand around the Texan Hero's neck. "I've spent two centuries... TWO CENTURIES ENSURING YOU AMERICANS WOULD DIE! I CORRUPTED YOUR POLITICIANS! FOOD POISONED! WATERS POISONED! YET YOU ANTS STILL TRY TO CLIMB! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO STAND UP TO ME!?"

The American and European heroes rushed to aid Lonestar, but their efforts were in vain. Rothschild backhanded them away from himself, continuing to drain Keith of his lifeforce. Many got back up only to be curb-stomped or severely wounded by the Tyrant. Even Astra Moganna and Liamidas were doing what they could to try to stop him. 

"This is Venus Mons! If we don't stop Rothschild... Dear god, he'll kill us all..."

The radio broadcast from Dr. Sue's abilities of Love-Blood and Comms Array hadn't fallen on deaf ears. Someone heard her, someone silently acknowledged her plea for help. 

"Where are you going?" a voice cried out, to which came no reply. However, Keith had managed to get free of the Demon Lord's death grip. However, he had a new target... Dr. Sue. He lunged at her, hand outstretched and ready to kill her. No one else was standing, besides Lonestar who was behind. Liamidas, Asta Morganna, and Blitz-Marshall were on the ground bleeding and barely conscious. Lonestar watched in horror as the Demon Lord got close to Venus Mons. 

He ripped the mechanical tendrils from her body and was prepared to steal her life force when something flicked him across the city, demolishing buildings that he was flung through. A mechanical female's voice rang out from above the injured heroes.

"Help... Madie... Sue..." Both Venus and Lonestar looked up to find Constitution looming over them protectively. Her eyebar which had been once colored a galaxy purple, had now become a deep crimson red. The fully sentient American Automaton was defending her creator and her squishy-flesh friends.

 |The Automaton Constitution| VS |Demon Lord Rothschild|

"Help... Madie... Sue." Constitution's gravelly, robotic, feminine voice looped on repeat like a scratched DVD stuck playing the same line over and over again as she fired her tri-lasers at Rothschild. The Demon Lord was dumbstruck, speechless, and utterly in total shock as to the Greater Ottawan's secret weapon. Sure, the American had nuked his stronghold in Africa, but this... this thing attacking him. It was strong, strong enough to hurt him in his powerful state. Not to mention the fact... It could speak...

Constitution punched the Demon Lord into the ground, then dropped the might of her steel foot onto him. Sundeep had made his way onto the battlefield and kept running analysis on the automaton then occasionally firing off an EPS round or two. 

"RAAAAH! WHY DO YOU AMERICANS PERSIST FIGHTING ME!?!?!" Yelled Rothschild as he escaped a second stomping. He blitzed past Lonestar and locked his hand over Dr. Sue's face, draining her life force. However, his body's aura pulsed something fierce, some kind of hellish despair, a desperate warning. He peered over his shoulder and was blown off of Dr. Sue by Constitution's Uni-Beam attack, the very same one she'd used to breach the White House Bunker. 

Sundeep watched his tablet, then looked up at the automaton in horror. The tablet fell from his hands screaming warnings at him... Constitution's central processing unit, (CPU), and weaponry control unit (WCU) had reached around 5,500 degrees Celsius or 10,000 degrees Fahrenheit. In other words, her brain and eyes had reached 5,772 Kelvin, better known as the surface temperature of the sun. The female, robotic, embodiment of American Might unleashed her full arsenal of weaponry on the Demon Lord and for the first time, Rothschild had been genuinely terrified. For Constitution was going to kill him, even if it meant she'd melted her processors and lasers in the endeavor of doing so. 

 As missiles and lasers pummeled Rothschild, he crunched down on his teeth, he activated his regeneration ability that had been stored in a fake tooth capsule with a needle pointed at his gums for an injection sight. He screamed in pain as he forced his body to go toe to toe with the American Automaton. He dented her body, and then she made him vomit blood, he'd knock her back a few hundred feet, and she'd send him miles away from her or into the ground. 

Sundeep helped Dr. Sue to her feet to witness their creation's fight. The deafening sound of the air being cooked from the heat emanating from the tri-lasers and the focusing lenses of the military-grade, high-output tri-laser systems. The silicon glass eyebar lens illuminated the most beautiful shade of heated, metallic sunset orange glow from her cooking systems. Her reactor was topped out, pushing every iota of energy it had into the lasers, into her cooling system, every piece of the automaton was dedicated to crushing this tyrant.

"This is the purpose, my purpose for existing... SEEING TO YOUR ULTIMATE END..." Her voice lowered and became far more gravelly and mechanical as her next words could have easily been confused for some dead language's ancient curse and she uttered the words, "Evelyn Rothschild."

However, this wasn't where he was to end. He looked over to see Dr. Sue being held up by Sundeep and healed by an injured Astra Morganna. He gritted his teeth and flung himself at her, just to be intercepted by Lonestar.

"ALAMO CRASH OUT!" Yelled the Texan Hero as he slammed Rothschild into European dirt. Though Lonestar was bruised, battered, and feeling weakened, he threw his full might behind every punch he landed.

"NO! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR PITIFUL TEXAN REPUBLIC! DEMOCRACY IS DEAD! REPUBLICS ARE A THING... OF... THE..." Rothschild grabbed Lonestar and held him over his head only to slam the hero's spine down onto his knee and then launch Lonestar airborne even higher than Constitution could reach with an outstretched arm. "PAST!" Finished Rothschild as he turned to Venus, Sundeep, and Morganna. 

The three were about to rush him when the static broke across on their radios. "I... I was too weak... I... couldn't...